I slept in again, getting up just in time to shower and get ready, which now included placing the ruby red butt plug in my ass, I hadn’t used it for the last two days so it was a little tight, but once in place it felt natural.

I timed it so I was able to clock in but not have time to chat, just in case Bill wanted to. In the end it didn’t make a difference, Bill had switched shifts with Randy one of the other managers, said he was going camping.

I actually felt a bit of a let down.

Technically Randy was our boss but since we really never worked together he was just like another co worker.

I didn’t notice it but evidently my attitude had shifted, at the end of the shift Randy complimented me on my work, the only people who had done that before were the area manager and his boss, who were old pervs.

The next night knowing that Bill would be there I rushed in again, purposely wearing the standard un-tailered uniform.

Bill didn’t say a word other than what was needed for our work, I actually started to relax after several hours.

It was Saturday night and we were busy as hell, thirty plus delivery drivers, eight people making pizzas and four girls on the phones. Bill was coordinating, and I was doing quality control making sure each and every pie was made right before going in the oven. In the past I would just give this job lip service, but now I was doing my best, strange but it was like I wanted to please Bill.

There was a bit of a slow down around ten and Bill came over and shielding his movements he put his finger on the base of the plug in my ass and pushed.

He whispered in my ear “When we close you go up and get ready, I’ll be there when I finish closing up and everyone is gone.”

I felt a rush of heat in my pussy, then a wave of fear. I didn’t have anything to get ready in. I hadn’t been planning on going out, Tabitha and Crystal had dates and Brittany was out of town.

Shit, Shit, Shit!

When Bill stepped away I turned to John. “Take over QC I have to pee.”

I ran to the restroom and pulled out my phone, I jabbed at the buttons texting Tab. “I need the sluttist outfit you can pull together by midnight!”

I went back to work hoping that Tab would come through. She didn’t disappoint. At 11:45 she came through the door and handed me a tote with her six inch gold shoes on top. I gave her a quick hug and a wink.

The last fifteen minutes went by in a flash, my cunt was on fire, I remember thinking that if this was gonna keep up I was gonna have to begin wearing panty liners at all times.

Bill shouted his usual “Alright lets shut it down!” and everyone got busy.

I slipped away, everyone was used to that anyway. I made it to the top of the stairs before noticing that there was no longer a door on the apartment. It was a studio all one room, the only privacy a small curtain across the W/C.

There were other changes as well, all the old tables and chairs were gone, one wall was completely covered in mirrors. In the corner was a king size bed, with what looked like fresh linens. Against one wall was a waist high padded table and in the center of the room was a very sturdy looking armless chair.

The floor had been swept and mopped and the tile looked freshly waxed. There was a clawfoot tub that had been filthy and now sparkled, the ratty torn shower curtain was gone leaving anyone showering in the view of the room.

Next to the wash basin was a tall cabinet, peeking inside I saw a stack of towels, my favorite body wash and a few boxes I didn’t get a good look at.

I heard water running in the mop sink from downstairs, shit mopping the floor was the last thing done before the staff left, I was assuming that Bill would rush through paperwork and inventory so I better hurry.

I quickly stripped down, my panties and even my pants were soaked with my cunt juice. I didn’t want to run water so I just dampened one of the washcloths from the cabinet and wiped myself off.

Digging through the tote Tabitha had brought I found body spray and deodorant. She had picked out a few different tops, but there was no bra, I guess she figured I wasn’t gonna need one.

I picked a gold translucent blouse and a tight black micro skirt, I sat on the edge of the chair to strap into the six inch gold heels. Standing I looked in the mirror Oh Fuck I wondered, I turned around, I was correct the skirt was so short half of the ruby red gem was visible.

I folded my uniform and stowed it in the cabinet and took a look around the room, I saw a slip of white paper on the padded table, walking over I picked it up.

“Slut, I’m sure your cunt is nice and creamy, once you are ready assume your favorite position and wait for me. If you are not ready when I arrive things will not go well for you!”

Oh hell what position did he expect to discover me in, his note just made me more anxious.

I paced back and forth, my heels clicking on the tile floor.

I heard people shouting good night outside.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” I exclaimed.

Okay I said to myself “It’s Saturday, it was very busy, it should take him twenty minutes to do inventory.”

Shit he had been in the walk in cooler before closing, all he has to count is the unrefrigerated stuff no more than five minutes. “SHIT!!”

I beat my brain, what position, what position?

Then it clicked, on my knees of course, I went to the doorway turned around and took three paces, that put me halfway between the chair and door, I faced the door and got on my knees, my hands resting on the outside of my thighs.

It took him for fucking ever, I was there long enough for my knees to begin aching. Then I heard a creak from the stairs.

I sucked in a breath, tried to relax but that wasn’t happening. A fresh gush of girl cream flowed from my cunt. My heart thudded with each of his footfalls.

I was looking at the floor as his steps stopped, I didn’t look up, I just knelt there back straight, chest slightly thrust out, nipples engorged and as he had said in his note “cunt creamy.”

I could feel his eyes on me as he very slowly walked all the way around.

Inspecting me like something he would like to own, maybe a sports car or a thoroughbred horse.

He stopped behind me after making a 540 degree circle. I heard a slight creak from the chair as he sat. He didn’t say anything, it was unnerving.

All I could hear was the sound of my own breathing and my thudding.

“Lean forward, cheek on the floor” He commanded.

I rushed to comply, almost falling on my face in the process. I knew from his position behind me that he had a clear view of my plugged ass and dripping cunny. There were also a few fading bruises from our last adventure.

“Knees apart” Bill ordered.

I was glad the skirt Tab had picked was stretchy, I shuffled my knees aside, I had been a gymnast and could have done the splits in this position but I didn’t think that’s what he wanted.

“Spread your cheeks!” came next.

I reached back with both hands and pulled them aside exposing the ruby plug, and my dripping gash to his view.

“Hold!” he said.

I heard the chair creak again as he got to his feet, his shadow fell across me as he approached, I felt his overwhelming presence as he squatted behind me.

His calloused hand caressed my inner thigh, his finger tip brushing across the dew covered hair guarding my pussy.

I was close to coming, all I needed was one touch.

He sat back in the chair. “On your knees, face me!”

I scrambled not even attempting grace.

Once I was in position. “Look at me. You will be punished for your transgressions.”

I was confused and it showed on my face.

“You wore a regular uniform tonight, Twenty five strokes.”

“You are my slut and I expect you to be ready and available when I say. Do you understand?” Bill demanded.

I nodded my head.

“Use your words Slut!”

“Yes Bill” I answered.

His brow tightened.

Oh Fuck, I knew I had made a mistake immediately.

“Yes Sir, I am your slut and will be prepared and available when you wish.” I rushed the words out hoping to quell his anger.

“Stand and strip!” was his next command.

I quickly stood and started to remove my clothes as fast as I could hopefully pleasing him. His brow furrowed again.

“Slowly you stupid fucking whore! Try again.”

I rebuttoned my blouse and slowly started over, swaying my hips I undid each button. I turned around and bending over slid the skirt to the floor giving him the perfect view of my cunt and ass. Standing I stepped out of the puddled skirt and taking a few steps towards him I shimmied the blouse down my arms landing within his reach as it hit the floor.

Bill grabbed my arm and turned me around and forced me across his lap. He pulled the tie from around his neck and used it to bind my hands behind my back.

The anticipation was killing me, I felt his hand brush across my ass, rubbing it and then cupping and squeezing each cheek. He then gave a few tugs on the base of the plug.

“You like having things up your ass? he inquired.

“Yes and no, this plug and a finger once are the only things that have been there. But yes I like the feeling of the plug” I answered honestly.

He just grunted and continued to rub my ass and play with the plug.

Without warning he started, three hard slashes on my upper thighs.

“Count!” he shouted.

One more on the bottom of my left cheek.

I shouted out. “four!”

With each succeeding blow. “Five, six, seven, eight, nine.”

He grabbed the plug and forcefully pulled, until the widest part was stretching my nether ring open, he held it there for a few moments before letting it slide back in.

“Ten, eleven, Twelve.” I counted.

His hand slid roughly between my thighs, his index finger driving deep into my flooded snatch, the pad of his work hardened finger stroking my G spot. I couldn’t help myself and started grinding my hips, fucking his finger.

I was close, I just needed a bit more and I would come. He sensed this I think, he pulled his hand away.

“Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen!” I panted.

He ran his nails across my tortured ass, then down my thighs.

“Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-one.”

He yanked on the plug again slowly pulling it out, when it reached the widest point he slowly started fucking my ass with it. My hips were bouncing trying to get contact between my clit and anything. Just a little more is all I needed.

“Twenty-two, Twenty-three, Twenty-four, Twenty-five!”

He violently pulled the plug from my burning ass and dumped me on the hard tile floor. I was so close, my hips spasmed, I tried to rub my legs together but he placed his foot between them.

“Oh God, please make me come!” I begged.

Bill squatted over me and reached out taking a nipple in each hand he twisted and pulled lifting my torso off the floor.

I screamed in pain and came, my pussy flooded, my breath coming in huge gasps, my hips continued to lewdly gyrate. Bill released my tits and kicking my legs wide he slapped my cunt, then slipped two fingers easily in and pressing hard with his palm he pummeled me to several more orgasms.

I blacked out, overcome by my physical and mental release.

I don’t know how long I was out but when I came to I was tucked in the bed, Bill had moved a armchair into the room and was reading in the far corner.

Next to the bed was another chair, on it were a glass of water and a tube of lotion, over the back of the chair was a short silky robe.

I lay there watching him read, he made it through four or five pages before he looked up and saw me watching him.

Bill rose and came across the room sitting on the side of the bed.

“You okay? You had me a bit worried.”

“Yeah, I think I’m fine. Fuck my ass hurts.”

I took a sip of water and put the glass back.

“Roll over.” he said.

I did as asked. He pulled the comforter and sheet down and reached for the tube of lotion. squeezing a large portion into his hands he rubbed them together warming it up before smoothing it on to my burning cheeks.

He took his time until finally he traced his thumb across my puckered sphincter. Just that light touch was enough to start my cunny flowing again.

I had spasmed at the erotic touch.

He pulled back “Did that hurt?” he asked.

“No just the opposite.” I smiled.

This time he used his index finger, more lotion and eventually more pressure and the tip of his finger was inside me.

“Oh Fuck Yes” I purred.

Bill got up and went over to the cabinet, he pulled something from one of the boxes and came back, I saw another tube in his hand and he squirted a cool cream in my crack, he resumed his teasing, his fingers probing shallow then deeper.

I was responding the way he expected, pushing back trying to get his thick finger deep in my ass.

Once again I was close to coming when he stopped, he stood and started unbuttoning his shirt. My god I knew he was well muscled but he was cut, six pack abs, firm pecks and the huge biceps I already knew about.

The last time I saw him only from the waist down I really wasn’t paying much attention to anything but that gorgeous cock, but his lower body was just as good as the upper.

He slid on to the bed and sat back against the headboard, his almost stiff dick inches from my face, I took it in my hand, my fingers couldn’t touch my thumb. I licked him from the base to the tip. His eyes were closed and he let out a shuddering groan.

I had really never explored a cock before so I took my time, Bill didn’t seem to be in a rush anyway. With each lick I’d watch his reaction, figuring out what he liked.

Taking his balls in my free hand I gently rolled them before taking each one in my mouth and sucking them, this I could tell he liked both from his moans and the generous amount of precome that flowed from the tip.

Bill suddenly sat up and flipped me around, pulling my hips up and my face and chest on to the bed.

Kneeling behind me he positioned the tip of that massive cock between my cunt lips and dragged it up and down mixing our juices together, then holding my hips he slowly slid in, never stopping, just constant pressure.

It was the biggest thing I have ever had in there including the candles Tabitha and I had used as dildos when we were young.

God it felt good, better than any of the other guys, then his smooth pelvis was pressed tight against my bruised butt, that stung a bit but still felt good.

He held still, holding my hips tight so I couldn’t move. Then with long smooth strokes he fucked me.

I was starting to figure out what the big deal was, other guys had tried, and it felt good, and I came.

This was different. I guess it’s hard to explain, the other guys I had sex with, Bill was Fucking me.

In no time I was ready to come.

“I’m gonna come!” I shouted.

Bill true to his nature pulled out and left me hanging, I knew he wouldn’t leave me hanging for long, at least he never had. He seemed to know how to build me up and then take it to the next level and blow my mind.

He repositioned himself and using his thumbs he spread my ass cheeks wide, the head of his cock nestled right against my virgin asshole, I could feel it pulsing. He shifted a bit for a better angle and started to push. His cock head was at least a third larger than my butt plug and I struggled a bit to get that in.

Bill pushed harder, I was well lubed.

Exhaling I pushed back hard, I knew he wanted to fuck my ass and I wanted him to fuck my ass, he slid in half way, I screamed, he pulled back a little and then buried himself fully.

I was panting through the pain, Bill just reached around and ran his fingers over my engorged clit as he started to fuck my ass.

Once again the combination of pain, pleasure and the humiliation of being Bills dirty little fuck toy did the trick and I was coming. I squirted each time Bill slid in.

It was like he had a fucking freight train for a dick and it helped that he didn’t seem to care if he hurt me.

I went from one peak to the next coming over and over, not as intense as earlier thank God. I knew if I passed out again Bill would stop and take care of me, that’s just the kind of guy he is.

I was starting to wear out, my breath was coming in huge ragged gasps, my legs were trembling and I was getting dizzy.

“Fill me with your come.” I begged.

Bill started fucking me faster, shortening the strokes until he pushed in hard one last time and I felt his cock swell as he exploded, I could feel the hot jets of come coating me. My knees collapsed and Bill and I crashed to the mattress his cock now pleasantly still in my stretched out ass. He rolled to his side pulling me with so he didn’t slide out.

We lay there catching our breath for a long time. Eventually Bill pulled out, I rolled onto my stomach so his come wouldn’t spill and cupping my asshole with my hand I made a dash for the toilet, as I sat I reached for the curtains, Bill’s hand stopped me, he knelt down and watched as first his come and a bit of shit dropped into the bowl, then my bladder let go and a stream of piss colored the water gold.

Bill stood and as I continued to flow let go with his own stream aiming for first my tits then lower getting my belly, the pubic hair and finally my clit.

It felt wonderful, not enough to come but enough to make sure I would be back for more.